Blood.
There was blood everywhere.Amazonita’s eyes stared at his face with a frightened expression and Kalias just smiled without any emotion being expressed on his face. A macabre smile, almost lifeless."I finally found you," he said."You are the goddess of the moon," he said and the sound of bones being broken beneath the feet of that absurdly tall man, made the black-haired girl shrink against the wall where she had been thrown. “And now you will be mine".Those were the only words that were addressed to Alice. The only thing that was said to her before something hit her neck and her eyes opened in a dark room inside an abandoned castle.There were no doors, there was no light. Just a window, a large bed with canopy and of course, the moonlight that made it possible for her - to see.In the corner of the dark room, there were two big eyes lurking.“Who the hell are you?” The girl was the first to speak, the body shrunk, the arms embracing her own body as if that was enough to protect herself.“You act like you don’t know” A hoarse, guttural voice was squeezed from the man’s throat in the dark."All I know is that you killed all those people" Alice said sinking her nails into her own skin "you’re a monster!"The man let out a low, mocking laugh."And what did you do to me?" He soon asked, but his voice had no joy or amusement, no. It was pure rancor."You abandoned me" He said "I prayed every night, begged, crawled in the mud as usurpers took the front of my Alcathea, while mine were killed, destroyed" he spat every word as if poison dripped from his mouth.Alice took a step back."You’re crazy" she said softly and laughed, a lifeless laugh."Yeah, I went crazy, but you know what the fun part is?" His eyes shone as he questioned her "it is this madman who is with you now, and until you wake up..." Kalias smiled "you’re just a human, a human who can be hurt and easily beaten, so measure your fucking words"Alice shrank, the body finding the wall behind her."Will you kill me like you did them?" she asked even if her instincts told her to shut up.Kalias laughed."Why would I bother killing you? No, for everything to work as it should, you need to be alive" he said as his body moved in darkness and his steps could be heard by the girl.He was getting closer."You won’t die, my goddess, because I need you"Kalias' body was now close to hers, his eyes fixed on the weak little creature, he almost wondered if that thing was really that goddess. The goddess of the night and all the creatures in it."You may not have awakened yet, you may not remember if you don’t want to..., but that won’t save you from me" Kalias completed "your negligence made me what I am now, so deal with the consequences"One of his hands grabbed the girl’s hip, fingers squeezing hard against that skin that was thin as paper and even if there was resistance, he brought her close to his body, brought her close enough for their lips to meet.Alice tried to push him away with her hands over his chest, but Kalias was stronger, always would be - after all he was a werewolf."You will be mine, Aynur" he growled as his lips parted and Alice’s body was abruptly dropped.Aynur.That name did ring out."That’s not my name," she said trembling, her eyes full of tears."When the blood moon comes, you will awaken" Kalias began, body tense, eyes dull and lifeless "if you’re right, I’ll kill you. I will tear out your heart and give it as a sacrifice to the fire, but if I am right, as I know I am, then you will awaken, Aynur the goddess of the night of all beings born with it; and by then, you will have fallen in love with me".'This will never happen' was what was written on the girl’s face, a face covered in contempt.☽ ━━━━━━━━ ❍ ━━━━━━━━ ☾Kalias stood at the edge of the dark forest, the towering trees casting long shadows over the path ahead. The weight of his decision lingered, heavy in his chest. To move forward, to reclaim his throne, meant confronting not only Hera and Kirill but also the past he had tried to bury deep within himself.Aynur walked beside him, her ethereal presence like a cold breeze against his skin. She had promised him the truth, the full story of what had led to his downfall. But part of him feared that truth. What if he wasn’t ready for it?“You hesitate,” Aynur’s voice came softly, pulling him from his thoughts. Her eyes glowed like twin moons as she studied his face.Kalias clenched his fists, his jaw tight. “I’m not afraid of the truth, Goddess. I just don’t see how knowing it will help me reclaim what was taken.”“The truth will set you free,” she said, a small smile playing on her lips. “Your enemy is not just Hera. It never has been.”Kalias scoffed, his wolf-like eyes narrowing. “You kee
The soft glow of the moon filtered through the cracks in the stone walls, casting long shadows across the room where Aynur’s newly awakened form lay in silence. Kalias stood at the edge of the room, torn between a flood of conflicting emotions. She had promised to restore his crown, to make him whole again, and yet... something about the Goddess’s words haunted him.How would she fix what was broken? How could she restore his kingdom when the people who once followed him were now dead or, worse, had betrayed him? His thoughts drifted to Hera, the woman who had shattered his life. He clenched his fists, the old rage surfacing like a wave ready to crash against everything in its path.As if sensing his turmoil, Aynur stirred. Her silver eyes fluttered open, their cold brilliance piercing the darkness. She regarded him for a long moment, a strange mixture of sorrow and something he couldn’t quite place. Pity?“Your mind is restless,” she observed quietly, her voice soft yet carrying the
A long time ago...When Hera was born, she knew she wasn't special.She didn't have incredible abilities, and her parents? They were average. Mediocre.In a world where magic and superpowered wolves exist, not being special was the same as being discarded. Luckily, the Goddess had been merciful to Hera, and after all that time begging for her parents' love to survive, she was able to crawl around the castle and get a job there.She was beautiful, and that was all she had. But for mediocre men like those who walked the palace halls, that was more than enough.One after another, she seduced, wishing to reach the top, to the king. But to her misfortune, the king who now sat on the throne was no longer the former Alpha, known for taking any woman that pleased him as a concubine.No.The one on the throne was his son. Kalias.A fair and kind man, but one who refused to have even a single concubine. Perhaps it was because he was the great heir to the throne, or maybe because Kalias was the
For Kalias, who had waited so long for his revenge, the things he felt were contradictory; the loyalty that seemed to well up in his chest and the gentle way the Goddess's eyes rested on him—but the fallen one had decided that he would not be shaken, nor would he forget his purpose."How will you... change what has already happened?" he asked when he met Aynur the next day. His eyes were filled with doubts, especially... if there was still a part of the human he had kidnapped, or if now, only the Goddess resided in that body."I will not change something that has already happened, but I will make you return to where you belong," the goddess simply spoke, her eyes fixed on Kalias, as her lips curved, "my dear Alpha... don't you think I have truly abandoned you, do you?""If you haven't abandoned me, then how did I end up like this? How did you allow me to be as I am?"The Goddess sighed."There are many things to be seen, Kalias, and in the end? Mortal eyes are not capable of reaching
It was to be expected by any being with even a minimal capacity for thinking - the Lord of the Vampires would not be pleased to see his special place invaded by Kalias and the Goddess. But when the door opened, and Renriel came face to face with both of them on the floor, his face contorted in a grimace of contempt and resentment."You shouldn't be here," he said as he forcefully closed the door and ordered servants to "guide" the two to another room.It didn't take long for Kalias to find him in his office, his face bearing an expression the wolf was initially unfamiliar with."You shouldn't have done that," Renriel said with a severe tone of voice - a seriousness that Kalias hadn't heard in centuries."I didn't know where else to take her. I thought there would be no harm considering she's the Goddess," the werewolf tried to say, but the vampire's eyes dilated even further with anger."You had no right to take her there.""Renriel...""No." The vampire growled. "You know...""Yes...
When the eyes of the Goddess opened again, she faced a face full of expectations and fear – the troubled face of Kalias."Aynur…," he called her as if he feared she wouldn't respond, and in the mind of the poor creature with platinum hair, a flood of memories and sensations emerged. It was as if thousands of lives were united. Thousands of phenomena enveloped her in an endless ocean."Ah...," the Goddess grumbled. "My head hurts."Kalias' eyebrows furrowed in confusion - after all, it was not common for a goddess to feel pain, but with a sigh, the platinum-haired one stood up."Tell me, Kalias...," she began. "Did something go wrong?" Her starry eyes stared at the old wolf king.The platinum-haired one raised his eyes to hers."Alice?" He called, and that was the first time the lips had spoken the human name of the white wolf. It was the first time he confirmed her existence, life, and the life he took from her."So you always knew my name...," she laughed bitterly. "I thought you did